"Bang!"

The black and impermanent mourning stick hit again, and the Witch Emperor was immediately furious, and he turned around with a kick.

This kick, not only strong, was like a meteor, hitting the black impermanence's chest.

The black impermanence was forced, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

The hard mud and stone were broken and rolled to the sides, and the black impermanence slid for twenty or thirty meters before it stopped, spitting blood.

"Humph!"

The Witch Emperor was still angry, turned around and shouted at Ye Xiuwen: "Thief bald, where are you going?" ”

"Let's go? Poor monk, of course, if you want to go, you can go? You're chasing me? Are you going to eat fart? ”

Ye Xiuwen slapped his buttocks and ran away, making a grimace and pointing behind the Witch Emperor.

And when the Witch Emperor looked back, his nose was almost crooked, and the black impermanence was back again. And this shot is his stunt - the mourning stick.

But when he saw that the mourning stick was coming, the speed was extremely fast, and he saw that it was about to smash on the head of the Witch Emperor.

The Witch Emperor dodged with hatred, but he didn't want to be black and impermanent, but he had a backmove, and the person caught up with the mourning stick and pressed the mechanism.

"Do! Quiver! ”

At this moment, I don't know how many there are, the kind of wedge-like iron nails are coming towards the Witch Emperor.

The Witch Emperor was furious, and scolded with a black and impermanent nose: "You fool, this seat, has given you opportunities again and again, but you have no remorse? Then you will die! ”

"Boom!"

Before the Witch Emperor's words fell, a momentum directly rose in his body.

The momentum turned into black mist, and the black mist entangled the body of the Witch Emperor, making the Witch Emperor look thick and strong for more than two circles.

"Shapeshifting and Shadow Changing Great-Law!"

The Witch Emperor let out a loud shout again. And with this loud shout, there was an incomparably majestic figure, emerging from the body of the Witch Emperor.

The figure is majestic, and its tall body is probably no less than ten zhang high.

And such a tall fighting spirit, even Ye Xiuwen has never seen it, he is waiting to see what this monster has changed.

"I'm afraid this is the witch ghost recorded in the book, right?"

Ye Xiuwen once got a book about fighting spirits from Xiao Sheng, the thousand-armed Buddha.

On it, there are many stories about fighting spirits.

According to legend, every fighting spirit has its own name, and behind every name, there will also be a story.

Ye Xiuwen didn't want to listen to the story, so he knew very little about the fighting spirit.

But this witch ghost, Ye Xiuwen remembered, because according to legend, the witch ghost fighting soul is an ethereal thing, and I don't know how to ethereal method, so Ye Xiuwen has to look at it carefully.

"Buzz!"

The witch ghost, after a piercing buzz, suddenly appeared, and Dan saw that this witch ghost, just like the witch emperor, the whole person was hidden in a wide black robe.

I can't see my arms, I can't see the soles of my feet, and I don't even know what this witch ghost looks like.

I can only see that the little cold star hit, directly hit the body of the witch ghost, and passed through.

Even the body of the Witch Emperor was passed through, which was extremely terrifying.

"Fog grass, so awesome?"

Ye Xiuwen shouted when he saw Shuang, and it was also at this time. But when he saw the Witch Emperor, he pressed it with one claw and pressed it directly on the black impermanence's body.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, the black impermanence disappeared, and a huge palm was pressed to the ground.

The ground had been shattered by at least three feet, and the palms of his hands had already sunk into the ground, not to mention the darkness and impermanence.

It was black and impermanent, and he didn't even let out a scream, and the whole person was flattened.

"Huh?"

But seeing this scene, the witch cultists exclaimed one after another.

Because that's one, a master in the late stage of martial arts! But just being slapped to death by someone like this, and the whole person was flattened, how terrifying would it be?

"Humph! Dead to the apostate! Kill! Apostate, not a single one remains! ”

At this moment, I saw the ruthlessness of the Witch Emperor, as long as someone dared to betray him, it would be a capital crime.

"Fog grass, this old guy, it's so ruthless, kill all of yourself!"

Ye Xiuwen saw that things were not good, so he ran away first, because he still had a second wave of force, and he didn't pretend!

Ye Xiuwen jumped on the wall of the daughter country, and suddenly the empress and others surrounded him.

"Candles? What kind of means did you use to make those witch cult people kill each other? ”

Needless to say, it was gold and jade that opened at this moment.

In fact, others also wanted to ask, but it was not as direct and fast as gold and jade.

"This is, I am in the Eastern World, and I have a treasure occasionally!

This thing has half a long, half wide, slightly black color, incomparably fragrant, as long as you smell it, even if you are dead, you can come back to life! ”

"So powerful?" The audience was shocked.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be successful, and getting a forced 50,"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host, pretending to be successful, and getting a forced 50,"

"Ding Dong,"

"How do you get 50 points? Is this not trusting me? ”

Ye Xiuwen saw that there were too few forced grids, so as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took out a brocade box.

The brocade box is palm-size, carved from ebony, inlaid with gold silk and jade, and shimmering.

"Wow! Sure enough, it's a good baby, isn't it? ”

The expression of the gold inlaid jade is exaggerated, but seeing such a good brocade box, there is no treasure in it? She hurriedly snatched it up, and then broke it open.

At this moment, everyone's eyes converged on the past, and as a result, it was the empress who was the first to vomit.

I saw that in such a glittering brocade box, there was a piece of moldy '', and it smelled very bad.

"Huh? It's ','"

Jin Zhuyu also shouted and threw away the brocade box.

"It's really ignorant, this is called stinky tofu, it's a treasure of my Heavenly Empire,"

Ye Xiuwen was afraid of wasting it, so he copied it in his hand, then put it in his mouth and chewed it vigorously, and suddenly felt that the whole person was much more energetic, and he wanted to sigh: "Ah! This thing should only exist in the sky, how many times can the world smell it? ”

**'s voice is disgusting, but as a result, Ye Xiuwen has risen again because of eating, which is definitely admiring Ye Xiuwen's courage.

"Candles? Look, those people are not fighting! ”

Just as Ye Xiuwen was still savoring the delicious stinky tofu, he exclaimed without wanting to be inlaid with gold.

Ye Xiuwen looked for prestige, but he saw that it was not, the witch cult army, which had lost half of its minions, marched in the direction of the daughter country again!

"Notice, all departments ready! Lighting, sound, special effects, Lao Tzu is going to pretend to be forced! ”